Green Mountain Jamie

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Monday, March 23, 2009

Gee, Thanks A Lot, FARB!!

DisorderRating
Paranoid Disorder:Low
Schizoid Disorder:Low
Schizotypal Disorder:Moderate
Antisocial Disorder:Low
Borderline Disorder:Low
Histrionic Disorder:High
Narcissistic Disorder:High
Avoidant Disorder:Low
Dependent Disorder:Moderate
Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder:High

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Great. I already knew about the OCD, but now I have Schizotypal Disorder to obsess over!

h/t FARB

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In proportion as the structure of a government gives force to public opinion, it is essential that the public opinion be enlightened.
---George Washington, in his farewell address


The blinders of group politics will be the death of this society.--QJ of Forgotten Beatitudes

Stars in Daytime

We bared our chests to walk along the beach
Content in warming sunshine on the shore
Two lovers with the future in our reach.

We noted gasps from strangers who'd abhor
A love like ours, forbidden in their eyes;
Yet ambled on, to love and beach explore.

I basked in you, my undeserved prize,
Your handsomeness always in high demand,
An innocence with wit your face belies

We gathered stares like seashells in the sand
Oblivious to others as we talked
A tingle every time you touched my hand

The crashing waves as background while we walked
The salt and sand which we would both adorn
An openness where before I had balked--

In sunshine on the beach a love was born
More precious than the rarest type of shell
We passed with gentle footsteps on that morn

You sparkled in the sun and cast a spell
That day when on the beach love's seeds were sown
A simple thing that only time would tell . . .

For from that day our love has only grown.
For with that timid kiss, the first of ours--
For when you pressed your lips against my own

The sun went down and I saw only stars.

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